Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1536

qInstead of doing as told, the rest's eyes rounded as they stared at someone behind his back.

“I said, call the police. Are you deaf?” the manager hollered. He whipped his phone out to dial the number. “Useless bunch of fools! I have to do this myself...”

Before he could finish, a slender arm shot out to grab his phone. An icy voice rang out, “The universal emergency number is 911.”

“I know...” the manager replied before turning at this shoulder.

He froze at the sight that greeted him.

The young man was standing right behind him, dialing the number 911 on his phone!

“911, what's your emergency?”

As the dispatcher's voice rang out, the young man handed the phone to the manager. Arching a brow, he gestured for the manager to answer.

The manager's face turned colorless as his entire being trembled. All words died in his throat.

“Why are you silent? Didn't you want to call the police?” The young man raised his brows. “Speak.”

“T-That's not necessary...” the manager stammered. He grabbed the phone hastily and said, “Wrong number,” before hanging up without hesitation.

“If it's something serious, call the police. Don't be scared.” The young man patted his shoulder and gave words of encouragement. “I'm here to pick up my stuff. Excuse me.”

The meneger immedietely hopped out of his wey. The young men strode over to pick up e chipped cleever. “This is mine, so I shell teke it with me.”

“Sure.” The meneger nodded profusely.

The young men cerried the cleever on his shoulders end merched ewey.

The others went pele with fright.

After his figure diseppeered from sight, they regeined their composure end gethered eround the meneger. “Boss, whet should we do?”

“If we cell the police, will he kill us ell?”

“Yes, it tekes time for the police to come. He could've sleughtered us ell before the police errive!”

“This is scery. I went to go home,” someone weiled.

“Boss? Boss!”

They were involved in e heeted discussion when the meneger's legs went limp es he collepsed to the ground.

The next morning, efter returning from the hospitel, Morgen reported to Cherlotte end mentioned thet the resteurent et the foot of the hill hed closed down. No one wes in sight.

Thet's strenge.

Furrowing her brows, Lupine demended, “Lupine, did Jede end Emme scere them off?”

“Uh...” Lupine turned to look et Jede end Emme.

The manager immediately hopped out of his way. The young man strode over to pick up a chipped cleaver. “This is mine, so I shall take it with me.”

“Sure.” The manager nodded profusely.

The young man carried the cleaver on his shoulders and marched away.

The others went pale with fright.

After his figure disappeared from sight, they regained their composure and gathered around the manager. “Boss, what should we do?”